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Date Posted: Wed, Jan 31 2007, 8:34pm PST
Author: Joce
Subject: "Yeah... That's pretty rough. I hope he's taking care of himself - comes home soon." She commented with a hint genuine concern to her voice - a friend being away anywhere was no fun, and the fact that he was in jail made things that much worse. Her arms around his neck loosened so that her hands were on his shoulders and she gently pushed against him in a wordless request for him to put her down - she really didn't mind walking the rest of the way and it saved him from having to carry her any further. "You just going home from here later?" Once she was back on her feet, she walked at his side, her hands in the kangaroo pocket if her hoodie and her gaze shifting between him and the sand every couple of steps - though she strolled pretty slowly, not in much of a hurry to get back to their group which she could see in the distance.
In reply to: Jocelyn & Co. 's message, "

We are the only ones who feel it
Tonight we drink, tonight we dance with all the last ones who can hear it
We're calling in whispers, we're tired of waiting
We'll take what we want and leave, leave what we know behind
" on Mon, Jan 29 2007, 7:14pm PST


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  • "I haven't decided yet...if I keep drinking I'll probably just crash at one of their houses for the night instead of going back to my place." He shrugged a little, looking down at her. "What about you? Big plans for the night?" His brow raised a little as he smirked down at her thoughtfully. He hadn't minded giving her a little ride in the least but it was nice to be able to see her. His hand lifted to run over his shaved head, this time missing his usual hat which was kinda dumb considering he was outside in the cold. His arm lifted to rest over her shoulder, his head cocked to thes ide as he looked down at her. "Warm enough?" She had his jacket on, so she should be, but he just wanted to make sure she was comfortable. He was a gentleman when it came down to it, even if he could be an ass - he was raised well, no one could debate that. It was his own decisions and personality that screwed him over and made him what he was. (NT) -- Colden, Wed, Jan 31 2007, 8:49pm PST
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